I felt intoxicated. I was stumbling down a hallway. I was conscious of a darkness that was gathering around me and I was afraid of it. I began to run, but it felt like I was running from a storm. As I ran through the hallway I vaguely noticed that the walls were covered in doors and clocks of all sizes. I wanted to get out badly. I became dimly aware that maybe, just maybe this was a dream.
Finally, I broke out of a door at the end of the corridor and out into the open air. Outside it was nearing dawn. I was at a river bend. The water looked like liquid silver. I began running by the river, feeling free.